Yandere Island Novels & Stories

‎She ran into the darkness. ‎Away from the fire. ‎Away from the screams. ‎Away from everything she had ever known. ‎And she never looked back. ‎Behind her the mansion burned. ‎And with it, Isabella Marisol Reyes died. ‎What remained…was something else entirely. ‎🖤 ♣️ ‎Daylight came too quickly. ‎It spilled over the city in soft gold, touching rooftops, flooding streets, warming a world that had no right to feel warm. ‎Isabella walked through it like a ghost.

Xyla added. “Well, that’s true. I’ve spent my whole life trying to cure my blood disease but to no avail. I can’t believe that there’s a solution right in front of me now.” Stanley’s eyes were full of hope and anticipation. “Sadly, Daisy doesn’t know where Yaksha is now. We have to work that out on our own.” Xyla sounded disappointed as she mentioned that. “However, Yaksha once told Daisy that he lives on an island. The island is full of manzanita in late summer and early autumn. The island is so breezy that he doesn’t need to turn on the air conditioner in the summer,” Xyla recalled.

This is beautiful! “What do you think?” her eyes sparkled so do I! “This is awesome!” I commented. “Hmm, this is can be seen in here.” she opened her map. “Mount Hilakris, you know Aristella right? Her boyfriend proposed in here, see? Amazing isn’t? I saw it in her Instagram once and made a research, this is a perfect place for hiking. The view, I mean… The moment you got to see the whole place this up, you’ll shiver in owe! The excites in her tone is more likely a way to describe it as an enjoyable adventure.

Hayley Xander left to Japan five days ago. I already feel like a pathetic mess. I have become what I promised myself I would never become again…the sad girlfriend…in this case wife…but I miss him so much. It's been a real wake-up call. Just then my phone rings. It’s Xander. “Hi Xander" I can’t keep the smile out of my voice. “Hi babe, how are you doing?” “Better now that I got to hear your voice. I miss you.”

And I want to kiss her at this very moment but I know we still haven't discussed our relationship status and I can't take a chance to offend her in any way. After shamelessly gawking at her beauty for a while, I woke her up as we were about to reach home. Her expression was priceless when she took a look at our destination. Well, I couldn't agree more darkland is a sight for eyes. There are chains of islands surrounded by the blue of the ocean as far as your gaze can take in. These islands can't be found on the world map, nor can a mundane person see them. It's proven one more time that my mate has supernatural blood running through her veins.

Brian first introduced himself while smiling widely. "I'm Knox Ace Crowther, a Proxas and the air user," "Hi, I am Yuna Yamez, a Bervel and the ice user," "Hi! I'm Dread Andresen, a Proxas and the earth user," introduced the bad boy-looking man with a smile. "Hi, everybody. I am Rose Faharda, a Yrelia and I am the eye of the group,” "Good morning, everyone, and hi. I am the hottest chic. I am Crizel Presilya, a Gracas, and the animal manipulator," the woman introduced herself, wearing a long-sleeve fitted dress.

Another one screamed "Oh please,it's probably not him. They are not in the same level please" "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with Anna,you're just jealous coz she's prettier than you!" Aurora shouted at the one who made the bad comment "Aurora please" Annabella muttered and Aurora scoffed. Everyone set to work after that Annabella sighed out and wore her apron,somehow she still wondered if the man is the Thadeus or just a random Thadeus. •••• Gregor's island is probably one of the biggest one would ever see,it's all painted in pure white with no single stain on it,people prefer calling it a paradise coz its just extraordinary

I grinned slightly, spit out my gum I still had tucked in between my cheek and gum as I headed back to my single story home. My real name is Hera Constantine, a five hundred and thirty eight year old le femme vampire who is a paid assassin for the uber elite, there are only a handful of us. I'm petite, ruthless and very blunt. My clients call me Pandora because I listen to my playlists on the app as I make my kills. I hate other vampires although not many remain, after the governments of the world started destroying us, but that's another story. I have one rule, I won't kill anyone under eighteen. There are others that kill kids, but I'm not one of them. I live by myself and have no desire t

Bars wouldn’t appear for another half-hour or so, if it was like the voyage we took to the island. In the meantime, I paced around the deck, at one point locking gazes with the little punk who’d attacked me yesterday. He put up his hands in a gesture of surrender, and I looked away from him. He was of no consequence to me now, and I was too busy trying to figure out how I could find a woman named Anya in a city of eight-million-plus people.

He smiled back and somehow I felt that I was able to convey what I wanted to convey. “Tala, look,” Maya said softly, peering outside. I also peeked, but the only thing I could see was a vast ocean. I remembered what Aunt Kyndra had said before, that only werewolves could see the island. I glanced at Maya, who seemed to see it too. Maybe I shouldn't be surprised, because Maya was the Moon Goddess. She has the spell. “What do you see?” I asked. “A crescent-shaped island,” said Shaun. “The paradise.”